A couple weeks ago, Ken completed his first Tough Mudder race. Since the summer, he has been training for the Toughest Race on the Planet with two friends, Jay and John. I've always loved Ken's intensity, his dedication, and his passion for doing things well, so it was a proud moment to see all his hard work pay off!
The greatest thing about the Tough Mudder race, though, is that it isn't about individual success, it's about teamwork and getting through the course together. As a spectator, the best part for me was watching all the various team members helping each other and cheering for each other along the way. When all is said and done, it seemed to be an "experience," not just a race for the participants. Weeks later I'm still very proud of how much Ken, John, and Jay accomplished as a team, and how much love and support they showed each other, not just during the race, but through the whole training process. God really has blessed us both with wonderful friends in our lives!
Go Mudders!
We waited about 2 hours just to get this sighting of them!
Mud slides!
The mud is oddly flesh-colored.
Lots of kissing going on.
This is the "Everest" obstacle. The pictures do not do it justice. Perhaps a movie will help.
Apparently something was really funny.
FINISHED! Shiny blankets and headbands to show for it!
Ken's shoes.
The shoe grave. I think they clean them (in industrial washers?) and donate them.
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